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Live at Sin-� :: December, 1993
Jeff Buckley and Columbia Records
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Be Your Husband (A.
Stroud/N. Simone)
be your husband if you'll be my wife
be your husband if you'll be my wife
stick to the promise that you made me
you've gotta stick to the promise that you made me
stay away from johnny lee
ooh daddy gotta love me good
ooh daddy gotta love me good
ooh daddy gotta love me good
if you want me to, i'll cook and sew
if you want me to, i'll cook and sew
if you want me to, i'll cook and sew
don't you treat me so doggone mean
please don't treat me so doggone mean
cuz you're the meanest man i've ever seen
oh daddy love me good yeah
oh daddy love me good yeah
oh daddy now love me good
oh daddy now love me good
Lover, You Should've Come Over (J. Buckley)
looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
and maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
but tonight you're on my mind so you never know
broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
and much too blind to see the damage he's done
sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one
so i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
will i ever see your sweet return
oh will i ever learn
oh lover, you should've come over
'cause it's not too late
lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
my body turns and yearns for a sleep that won't ever come
it's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
it's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
it's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
it's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
well maybe i'm just too young
to keep good love from going wrong
oh... lover, you should've come over
'cause it's not too late
well i feel too young to hold on
and i'm much too old to break free and run
too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
sweet lover, you should've come over
oh, love well i'm waiting for you
lover, you should've come over
cause it's not too late
Grace (J. Buckley/G. Lucas)
there's the moon asking to stay
long enough for the clouds to fly me away
well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid to die
my fading voice sings of love,
but she cries to the clicking of time
oh, time
wait in the fire...
and she weeps on my arm
walking to the bright lights in sorrow
oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow
oh my love
and the rain is falling and i believe
my time has come
it reminds me of the pain
i might leave
leave behind
wait in the fire...
and i feel them drown my name
so easy to know and forget with this kiss
i'm not afraid to go but it goes so slow
Mojo Pin (J. Buckley/G. Lucas)
It's a song about a dream...
i'm lying in my bed, the blanket is warm
this body will never be safe from harm
still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal
touch my skin to keep me whole
if only you'd come back to me
if you laid at my side
wouldn't need no mojo pin
to keep me satisfied
don't wanna weep for you, don't wanna know
i'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
black beauty i love you so
precious, precious silver and gold
and pearls in oyster's flesh
drop down we two to serve and pray to love
born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven
ageless, ageless and i'm there in your arms
don't wanna weep for you, don't wanna know
i'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
black beauty i love you so
the welts of your scorn, my love, give me more
send whips of opinion down my back, give me more
well it's you i've waited my life to see
it's you i've searched so hard for
don't wanna weep for you, i don't wanna know
i'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
the memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
black beauty i love you so
Strange Fruit
(Written by Lewis Allen, Performed by Billie Holiday)
southern trees bear strange fruit,
blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.
pastoral scene of the gallant south,
the bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
then the sudden smell of burning flesh.
here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
for the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
for the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
here is a strange and bitter crop.
Night Flight (Led Zeppelin)
I received a message from my brother across the water
He sat laughin' as he wrote the end's in sight
So I said goodbye to all my friends
And packed my hopes inside a matchbox
'Cause I know it's time to fly
Come on, meet me in the morning, Meet me in the middle of the night
The morning light is comin', don't it make you wanna go and feel alright
I just jumped a train that never stops,
So now somehow I'll know I never finished payin' for my ride
Just n' someone pushed a gun into my hand
Tell me I'm the type of man to fight the fight that I'll require
Come on, meet me in the morning, Meet me in the middle of the night
The morning light is comin', don't it make you wanna go and feel alright
Oh, mama, well I think it's time I'm leavin'
Nothin' here to make me stay
Whoa, mama, well it must be time I'm goin'
They're knockin' down them doors
They're tryin' to take me away
Please Mr. Brakeman, won't you ring your bell. And ring loud and clear
Please Mr. Fireman, won't you ring your bell
Tell the people they got to fly away from here
I once saw a picture of a lady with a baby
Southern lady, had a very, very special smile
We are in the middle of a change in destination
When the train stops, all together we will smile
Oh, meet me in the morning. Won't you meet me in the middle of the night, night, night
Everybody know the mornin' time is comin'
Don't it make you wanna feel alright. Ah, ah, yeah
Make me feel alright. Fly now, baby
Get to fly, yeah. Fly now, baby
If You Knew (N. Simone)
If you knew how I missed you
You would not stay away today
Don't you know I need you
Stay here my dear with me
I need you here my darling
Together for a day a day
Together never parting
Just you just me my love
I can't go on without you
Your love is all I'm living for
I love all things about you
Your heart your soul my love
I need you here beside me
Forever and a day a day
I know whatever betides me
I love you I love you I do
Unforgiven (Last Goodbye) (J. Buckley)
this is our last goodbye
i hate to feel the love between us die
but it's over
just hear this and then i'll go
you gave me more to live for
more than you'll ever know
this is our last embrace
must i dream and always see your face
why can't we overcome this wall
well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all
kiss me, please kiss me
but kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
you know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time
i'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye
did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"
and did you rush to the phone to call
was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind
saying maybe you didn't know him at all
you didn't know him at all, oh, you didn't know
well, the bells out in the church tower chime
burning clues into this heart of mine
thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
offer signs that it's over... it's over
Eternal Life (J. Buckley)
eternal life is now on my trail
got my red glitter coffin man, just need one last nail
while all these ugly gentlemen play out their foolish games
there's a flaming red horizon that screams our names
and as your fantasies are broken in two
did you really think this bloody road would pave the way for you
you better turn around and blow your kiss hello to life eternal
angel
racist everyman, what have you done
man, you've made a killer of your unborn son
crown my fear your king at the point of a gun
all i want to do is love everyone
and as your fantasies are broken in two
did you really think this bloody road would pave the way for you
you better turn around and blow your kiss hello to life eternal
angel
there's no time for hatred, only questions
what is love? where is happiness? what is life? where is peace?
when will i find the strength to bring me release?
tell me where is the love in what your prophet has said
man, it sounds to me just like a prison for the walking dead
and i've get a message for you and your twisted hell
you better turn around and blow your kiss goodbye to life eternal
angel
Calling You (B. Telson/J. Steele)
a desert road from vegas to nowhere
some place better than where you've been
a coffee machine that needs some fixing
in a little caf� just around the bend
i am calling you
can't you hear me
i am calling you
a hot dry wind blows right thru me
the baby's crying and can't sleep
but we both know a change is coming
coming closer sweet release
i am calling you
i know you hear me
i am calling you oh
Yeh Jo Halka Halk Saroor Hai (N. Fetah Ali Khan)
at a glance from the cup-bearer
i gulped the whole cup of wine in one
draught and thus got intoxicated.
o'divine mercy pardon my slip from
grace as my eagerness for wine
drinking pushed me in committing
this error.
i could i dare to drink without
permission! it was only a wink from
my sweetheart which prompted me to
do so.
o'holy man don't scoff at my apparent
irreligiosity, i am the one with
his knack of chit-chat coaxed the
divinity in granting me permission to
drink.
dark clouds are hovering near and
bring along the musicians'
captivating notes.
who has spread her hair in the rainy
season because the breeze is pregnant
with sweet fragrance?
larks dance in the open tunes
played by the clouds as they are
bringing along their own playing
instruments.
the eyes of my sweetheart are so
bewitchingly red that even the best wine of the tavern pales in
comparison.
being coquettish my sweetheart
sometimes comes very near to me and
at other time goes far away. but all the
time she is close to my heart.
since the day my eyes met her lovely
ones i am in perpetual state of slight
intoxication.
her residence in my heart is
camparable to a ray of light
penetrating the pitch of darkness.
this state of slight intoxication.
your love and your bewitching
eyes have induced me to become
a drunkard.
the whole universe is in a state
of drunkeness; the day, the night,
the dawn, the dusk, everything
is perpetually intoxicated.
even the wine cup and wine
bottle are drunk. And this is all a
result of your bashful eyes.
o'lovely cup-bearer although your
repository contains all sorts of wines,
but i am only fond of the wine that
drips from your drowsy eyes.
this state of slight intoxication.
i don't know how to say prayers nor
do i know the rites of ablution. i just
prostrate myself before you whenever
i see you, because your worship and
your love is my life.
right from creation i am the slave
of love, and i don't care for belief
or disbelief.
my sweetheart, since i have found
you and have become the worshipper
at the alter of your love i don't require
a mosque to prostrate myself and say
my prayers.
this slight state of intoxication.
even on the day of judgement when i
am resurrected the scars of your love
will be manifest on my body and your
picture clinging to my heart.
my extreme love of you has so
elevated me spiritually that who ever i
bow my heat it appears as if holy
kaaba is in front of me.
it does not behoove you to jeer and
mock your disappointed lover.
for god sake o'lovely one turn
away your alluring eyes otherwise i
will totally lose control of my heart.
i pray to god that like me you also fall
in love with someone and then
having been rebuffed in dejection you
also roam about and lament the loss of your heart.
to fall in love was a joke for me, but it
has turned into a serious affair and
now i am getting the punishment.
while i am bewaiting the loss of
my heart why are you laughing
and making merry? What have
you gained out of it?
raise your hands in prayer for me and
be thankful of my friendship because it
is i who has sharpened your charms
thus turning you lovely being into a
killer.
o'darling of my heart bestow a glance
of your lovely eyes at me, i am the
same halfdead anwar who as mentor
and guide taught you to display
captivating manners and charm
the people with your conversation.
If You See Her, Say Hello (B. Dylan)
if you see her, say hello, she might be in tangier
she left here last early spring, is livin' there, i hear
say for me that i'm all right though things get kind of slow
she might think that i've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.
we had a falling-out, like lovers often will
and to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
and though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
she still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
if you get close to her, kiss her once for me
i always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free
oh, whatever makes her happy, i won't stand in the way
though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night i tried to make her stay.
i see a lot of people as i make the rounds
and i hear her name here and there as i go from town to town
and i've never gotten used to it, i've just learned to turn it off
either i'm too sensitive or else i'm gettin' soft.
sundown, yellow moon, i replay the past
i know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
if she's passin' back this way, i'm not that hard to find
tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
Dink's Song (traditional/B. Dylan)
if i had wings like noah's dove
i'd fly up the river to the one i love
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
i've got a man, he's long and tall
moves his body like a cannon ball
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
one of these days and it won't be long
call my name and I'll be gone
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
i remember one night, a drizzling rain
round my heart i felt an achin' pain
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
when i wore my apron low
couldn't keep you from my do''
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
now i wear my apron high
scarcely ever see you passing by
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
now my apron's up to my chin
you pass my door and you won't come in
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
if i had listened to what my mama said
i'd be at home in my mama's bed
fare thee well, oh honey, fare thee well
Drown In My Own Tears (H. Glover)
It brings a tear into my eyes,
When I begin to realize I've cried so much
Since you've been gone,
I guess I'll drowning in my own tears.
I sit and cry just like a child,
My pourin' tears are runnin' wild.
If you don't think you'll be home soon,
I guess I'll drown, oh yes, in my own tears.
I know it's true into each life,
Oh some rain, rain must pour
I'm so blue here without you
It keeps raining more and more.
Why can't you come on home
Oh yes so I won't be all alone.
If you don't think you'll be home soon
I guess I'll (drown in my own tears)
Janis Joplin
He brings a tear into my eyes
When I begin, Lord, to realize.
If you don't think that, honey, you'll be lonesome,
You know I'll drown, drown, oh Lord, in my own tears.
I know it's true into his mind
A little rain is bound to fall
But since you been gone honey I'm so blue,
It just keeps rainin', keeps right on rainin' more and more.
I didn't cry just like a child,
My poor tears, Lord, they were runnin' wild.
If you don't think that baby you'll be home soon now
You know I'll drown, drown, oh Lord in my own tears.
Ooh, don't let me (drown in my own tears)
When I'm in trouble, baby (drown in my own tears)
Oh, yeah, baby don't let me (drown in my own tears)
I guess I'll drown in my own tears, oh, (mmmmm).
The Way Young Lovers Do (V. Morrison)
we strolled through fields all wet with rain
and back along the lane again
there in the sun shine
in the sweet summertime
oh the way that young lovers do
i kissed you on the lips once more
we said goodbye at your front door
there in the nighttime
oh that's the right time
to feel the way that young lovers do
then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
and the way that we wanted to be
then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was for you
and that you were for me
and then we danced the night away
and turned in to each other saying 'i love you, baby i love you'
oh the way that young lovers do
do, do, do, do...
then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
and the way that we wanted to be
then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was for you
and that you were for me
and then we danced the night away
turned in to each other saying 'i love you, baby i love you'
the way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do
do, do, do, do
i held her with her looking down
and i kissed her with the snow falling down
there in the streetlight
oh there was a sweet light
and the way...
Je N'En Connais Pas La Fin (E. Piaf)
i used to know a little square
so long ago, when i was small
all summer long it had a fair
wonderful fair with swings and all
i used to love my little fair
and at the close of every day
i could be found, dancing around
a merry-go that used to play
ah, mon amour
a toi toujours
dans tes grands yeux
rien que nous deux
all summer long my little fair
made everyday like a holiday
night after night it used to play
and people came there from so far away
and everyone sang that little tune
all around town you heard it played
even pepi from napoli
he sang to marie
this serenade
ah, mon amour
a toi toujours
dans tes grands yeux
rien que nous deux
I Shall Be Released (B. Dylan)
they say ev'rything can be replaced,
yet ev'ry distance is not near.
so i remember ev'ry face
of ev'ry man who put me here.
i see my light come shining
from the west unto the east.
any day now, any day now,
i shall be released.
they say ev'ry man needs protection,
they say ev'ry man must fall.
yet i swear i see my reflection
some place so high above this wall.
i see my light come shining
from the west unto the east.
any day now, any day now,
i shall be released.
standing next to me in this lonely crowd,
is a man who swears he's not to blame.
all day long I hear him shout so loud,
crying out that he was framed.
i see my light come shining
from the west unto the east.
any day now, any day now,
i shall be released.
Sweet Thing (V. Morrison)
and i will stroll the merry way
and jump the hedges first
and i will drink the clear
clean water for to quench my thirst
and i shall watch the ferry-boats
and they'll get high
on a bluer ocean
against tomorrow's sky
and i will never grow so old again
and i will walk and talk
in gardens all wet with rain
'hey, it's me, i'm dynamite
and i don't know why'
we shall walk and talk
in gardens all misty and wet with rain
my, my, my, my, my sweet thing
and i will raise my hand up
into the night time sky
and count the stars
that's shining in your eye
and i'll be satisfied
in gardens all wet with rain
and i will never, ever, ever, ever
grow so old again.
oh sweet thing, sweet thing
sugar-baby with your champagne eyes
and your saint-like smile....
Hallelujah (L. Cohen)
i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord
but you don't really care for music, do you
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah
hallelujah...
well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
hallelujah...
baby i've been here before
i've seen this room and i've walked this floor
i used to live alone before i knew you
i've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah...
well there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you
but remember when i moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah
well, maybe there's a god above
but all i've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah...
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